dog story chapter three
Jimbo did as he was told and tried to balance on the dragon’s back. It wasn’t easy – but soon they were out through the door and into a much larger room with a table and some chairs.
Smokey landed on a brown sofa and pointed to a small Christmas Tree. It was covered in decorations, gold tinsel, white snowflakes and coloured baubles.
“Of course, it looks better with the lights on,” he said, and blew at the tree. Smoke curled up from his nostrils as a string of bright lights sparkled like twinkling stars.
“Oh, that’s beautiful,” said Jimbo – but the lights dimmed and the room went dark again.
“I can’t do it for long,” said the dragon, “I’m not electric.”
Jimbo toppled off Smokey’s back onto some yellow cushions. “What is Christmas?” he asked.
“It’s a celebration of the birthday of a special baby,” replied the dragon. “People give presents and families try to get together. That’s why I think you may meet someone to love you.”
“Someone may come to see the old people?”
“Yes, look at all the cards displayed round the room. One of them must be from family.”
“Jimbo looked at the pictures on the cards. There were robins and Christmas trees and scenes with stars in the sky and lots with a man with a white beard and a red suit.
“That’s Santa,” said the dragon. “He takes presents to homes with children but Granddads and Grandmas also buy presents – look, under the tree. Now, it’s time we went back. Jump on.”
Jimbo was sorry to leave the room with all the decorations, but he did feel tired.
“Tomorrow can I have another wish?” he asked, sleepily.
“Of course. I’ll show you the kitchen,” laughed Smokey.